Aeneas, having lost everything--his city, his family, all he has ever known--arrives in Carthage and enters a temple built by Dido. He sees the atrocities of the Trojan War depicted--represented-on its walls and he weeps. And yet, it is in this sorrow that he first finds some comfort, and perhaps, even hope.

In certain moments, a part of what we offer our patients can involve acts of representation. Together, the analytic couple works to create speech. In times of sorrow, we, like Aeneas, may perhaps find some solace in these very acts.

As the new editor of Impulse in this time of significant social disturbance, I look forward to bringing you occasional musings such as this.